Poetry

The only true and lovely friend I met
is my poetry.
I feel so open and free to show up naked anytime to it so shamelessly.
I always found myself on my toe for it to dance on its rhythm.
Whenever demon’s pain kills me it show up and save me as my saviour.
It keeps eye on my shattered mind and wrenched heart and never leave me alone.
I adore it like anything in the world and would burry myself with my poetry one day.
Coj it’s the only True and lovely friend I have met and it’s my poetry.
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